Say Geromino!

Oleander was scouting around the different work sites, seeing where he could be of best use. Recovery from the blight had left its mark. Along with his occasional flareup of delirious weakness, now he would sport a cough that would rear its ugly head whenever he exerted himself too much.

He found Andy digging a pit around the marked off section of the walls and the troublesome and beloved Prince Citadel getting in the middle of it.

"Hey Auntie," He called, picking up his pace to meet them. He saw the marked-off area where they would be building the wall.

"Hey Cit, see the poles and the ropes? Let's help Andy dig here and then we can put a bunch of stones in it to help make a wall." He suggested with a wink to Andromeda and started to claw off a section he would start digging. Then they could get the kiddo to pick out the rocks!

"Speech!"